I shake the hand of someone who holds an unfamiliar face. A few words in, I’m adding sugar and honey to my personality. I cherry pick and showcase my sexiest traits. As people, we do everything we can to sweeten ourselves into a version of ourselves we think others will respond to. For me, this means I water my personality down for the constant voice … Continue reading my fear of being too much.
Light was streaming in through the mostly empty, half-unpacked dorm room as I sat on the generic desk with one of my best friends, Salma. She mentioned how before she even met me, she had heard my name around campus and had this idea of me in her head without ever knowing me. She expected me to be rude, condescending and cliquey when she met … Continue reading To All the Fake Friends I’ve Had